"Higher quality tree heart?" Yang Xuan murmured, not knowing why.

"Tut Tut, just say you don't understand anything!"

The Wutong's tone is very different. The quality of Wutong tree's heart is not the same. Some Indus trees have lived for ten thousand years. The tree's heart is far beyond your wooden sword. Don't you mean that the practice is too slow now? As long as the quality of the tree heart is enough, the training speed will naturally increase.

"Seriously?"

"Hey, boy, I'll cheat you."

Yang Xuan was silent.

The little Panther is really unreliable at ordinary times, but it is reliable on key issues. Moreover, it knows a lot and is far from being comparable to new people like itself.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was a little moved, the little Panther struck while the iron was hot. A black streamer flew up his arm and finally entered his sea of knowledge.

"This is the skill I told you last time. Although the speed of cultivation will be slower, as long as you practice it, you will certainly become the top figure of your generation. Consider it yourself!"

Yang Xuan was stunned. He didn't have time to respond. He just felt a sudden chaos in his brain. All his thoughts stopped temporarily. When he woke up again, countless runes appeared in his mind.

These runes are also very strange, just like Li yanjue. Although they don't know any of them, they can know their meaning.

"The Yang spirit breaks the yuan hand, and the Yin spirit accepts the yuan hand."

Yang Xuan murmured, hesitating in his heart.

The speed of his cultivation has been slowed down a lot because of double cultivation. I'm afraid it will be even slower if he has two more practice methods. He doesn't know when to reach the next level.

"These two skills complement each other and are half body cultivation. After you practice them, you don't even need other magic weapons. You can break thousands of methods with empty hands."

The little Panther said again.

Yang Xuan suddenly moved in his heart: "after practicing these two skills, you don't need magic weapons?"

"Hey, you'll know when you practice. In short, they are more powerful than you think."

Although he knew that the little panther was fooling, Yang Xuan still had some intention in his heart. The experience of this period also made him more and more understand the importance of strength.

If they had not had some foundation, I'm afraid he and Zhang Zhengli would have stayed there.

Without strength, in this unfamiliar place, there is only a wall everywhere.

Moreover, in the state of Wei, there was a state hall that wanted to trouble him.

At the thought of the strength of the national hall, Yang Xuan's eyebrows wrinkled unnaturally, as if there was a mountain lying across his heart, which made him out of breath.

That's a real behemoth. Compared with it, the Yang family is just an ant in a corner town. Just sending someone can make the Yang family disappear.

Yang Xuan's fist was tightly clenched at some time.

"OK! I'll learn!"

He said in a deep voice and immediately closed his eyes.

"Don't hurry to practice."

Just then, the voice of the little Panther came again.

"This skill is half body cultivation. It is also a new method. It is different from the general cultivation method. You need to find something before practicing."

"What?"

"Paraquat and Zhengyang fruit are necessary, and there are some fragmentary spirit grass, about more than 20 kinds!"

As soon as the little Panther's voice fell, a series of names entered Yang Xuan's sea of knowledge.

In addition to the two main kinds, there are as many as 26 kinds of spirit grass. Although most of them recognize them, they still have no impression at all.

"After you get all these spiritual herbs, I'll teach you how to refine them. Then, with the help of these spiritual herbs, you can preliminarily practice those two skills."

"So complicated?"

Yang Xuan frowned. Now he had no way to get the spirit grass. There were so many spirit grass that he didn't know when he collected them.

"Don't worry, it's a little difficult to get started. It's still fast to practice in the future. At that time, the eight wastelands and six harmonies are not your enemies. From then on, you can see the way of heaven and get the certificate of longevity. Ha ha ha!"

Yang Xuan: "......"

Without spiritual grass, the matter of cultivating cultivation had to be put aside first, and had to continue to cultivate liyanjue instead.

The city is not deserted, but fortunately, the location of the inn is remote, and no one has bothered it all the time. In addition, he has devoted himself to cultivation and never went out, so he has been secure.

Yang Xuan and Zhang Zhengli stayed in the inn for more than two days. It was not until noon on the third day that the law enforcement team of wanlingzong finally had news.

Zhang Zhengli was still serious and unsmiling, with his hair crown straight into the sky without any inclination.

At this time, he was standing in front of Yang Xuan, one hand flat, with a golden light flying on it, looking like a small butterfly.

"Zhang Daoyou, this is..."

"Oh, this is a special communication spirit beast for the law enforcement team in our sect. When they look for someone, this beast will find us according to our keepsake."

"Is this a spirit beast?"

Yang Xuan was surprised and couldn't help looking at him carefully.

Although this golden light is somewhat like a butterfly, it is only a light after all. There is no entity, let alone facial features.

Zhang Zhengli didn't explain much. He just stretched out his other hand to the golden light. Suddenly, the golden light was shining for two points and flickered with a strange law.

"OK, the elders of the law enforcement team know our location now. It won't be long before they can get here."

"Hey, hey, you little boy is very calm."

As soon as Zhang Zhengli's voice fell, a voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Yang Xuan was surprised, and the small silver shield was suddenly drawn out from his sleeve, facing the storm and blocking in front of him.

"Well, you are also a good boy. You react very quickly."

The window of the room opened automatically, and a streamer rushed in, showing the figure of an old man, standing in front of Yang Xuan.

The old man looks energetic. Although his hair is gray, he doesn't feel old. Like a middle-aged man, there are no wrinkles on his skin, but his voice is a little old.

Zhang Zhengli's reaction was much calmer. When he saw the old man, a touch of joy appeared on his face and hurriedly shouted, "elder Zhong."

"Is this the elder of your sect?"

Yang Xuan was stunned and quickly took back the accumulated spiritual power. The red wooden sword was also quietly drawn into his sleeve. However, the silver shield was not taken back immediately, but still blocked between him and the old man.

"All right, little guy."

The old man glanced at the silver shield with a faint smile: "I'm not your enemy. There's no need to use any means to deal with a little guy like you."

As soon as his voice fell, a huge spiritual pressure swept out, enveloped the whole room in the blink of an eye, and even drove the spiritual power in the room.